I've been holed up in the apartment for the last 3 days, coughing up green and yellow slugs. My body aches, I have no job, I'm not doing a show, my mom wants me to get a job, oh yes she does, and I've felt much, MUCH prettier.
So, basically, I'm writing a post because boyf's off at his Pub Quiz and I'm too sore to sleep. Instead, I'm running a bath with Epsom salts, sewing a few stuffed animals, and watching House so I feel guilty about not saving lives.
TV makes me feel guilty.
*sigh*
Not that I'd fly to Africa and treat TB sufferers, not on my paycheck, but Damn, Cuddy looks good for a doctor. Doctors don't normally look that good. Hell, actresses that age don't normally look that good.
I'm taking a bath for Boyf, mostly. He shouldn't have to suffer just because I'm too tired to wash up.
edited to add: David was moved from the hospital to a rehab center, where he works out for 3 hours a day, and has all sorts of bars and rails and nurse-types to help him move around. I imagine all the employees are dressed in tuxedos, and everything is beautifully choreographed. Mostly because I'm inclined to think of life in musical seqauences, and a lil' bit because I hate thinking about my mom's husband in pain.
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...but I bet those donuts make you feel better... not to mention the nutritional value they provide to your ailing body!
You looked beautiful when I saw you... feel better my darling!
oh noes. the flu is the WORST. I need to get my shot this week.
just watch 5th Element again. That will melt away the guilt and the snot.
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